He doesn't know how he got here. You don't even know who he is. He kept telling you about the world of the demons and how he must return to his family, and all you gave was a confused stare. What was he talking about? Does he understand how crazy he...
conduct the policy, actions, and affairs of (a state, organization, or people).
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(A/n: politics are brought up in this chapter, I recently updated the information page which now says there will be that subtheme included in multiple chapters)
I brush my hair from my face and away from my eyes as my blinking becomes uneven while taking longer breaths and staring at my laptop.
It had been a week since Norman just appeared in my life, ever since then I've been trying to balance my building schoolwork and research as well as pet sitting and running errands for my parents.
I swiveled a bit to the side in order to stand up from my chair but had instead face planted onto my carpet with my arms in the same position as before.
"You're being dramatic." Norman states stoically, sipping the caffeinated tea I MADE HIM.
I had little to no energy to respond, I couldn't even mutter a damn thing. I just laid there, attempting to find a way to get up.
I heard Norman sigh and the bed shift, the next thing I knew I was being lifted up by the arm.
"Come on. You took breaks for schoolwork and finished."
I mix a laugh and a scoff as my blinking is uneven while I look at him.
"Breaks to complete schoolwork isn't a break. I need a nap." I told him, holding up a finger with a worn out smile.
Norman takes a look at my notes, then back at me, still hoisting me up. "Can you do a little more?"
I shake my head. "Sorry. You don't determine how much I do... I-" I yawn. "I say I've done enough when I say I have. I don't need your confirmation."
I take a long yawn, and when I somehow get out of his hold on my arm, I fall back onto the floor with another faceplant.
He takes me by the arm and lifts me onto my bed. My breathing makes me sound out of breath as I just lay on top of the bed with my eyes closed.
Norman sits next to me, and at this point, I feel like I'm ready to fall into the rem cycle of sleep.
I feel a soft pat on my head that ruffles my hair a little, "Alright. You can rest for now."
He went back to researching while I let myself fall asleep.
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